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Our European Friends & Acquaintances...
The same Americans who'd
drive the same vintage car throughout Eastern Hungary in 2008
during a major vintage event.
During 2005, we were in Tuscany listening as our friend Dirk
spoke highly of West Virginia to other prominent
individuals—praising the state’s Strong Rule of Law,
which is the primary factor foreign investors look for. He
using us and our home area as examples. Yet while he was
speaking, our youngest son called from West Virginia to report
that Developmental Partners were tearing into the areas
surrounding our home, with bonfires burning everywhere —
something as if out of the Lord Of The Rings. By
July of 2007, Dirk—who had praised West Virginia’s Rule of Law
just two years earlier—had essentially “punted” after seeing
the Dime Store–level repairs done at the adjoining 109 and 113
Platinum Properties. He still loved the people, but the
reality he witnessed undercut the confidence he once
expressed. In October 2010, I was
rear-ended at a stoplight in broad daylight after having been
stopped for about 20 seconds—an accident that ended my
already-secured second career with the FBI before it even
began. By January 2011, I was
still able to give away my West Virginia Mapping Program for
the “Good of the People.” Even so, it did nothing to stop
others from trying to steal it for themselves. Apparently, you
cannot even give something away without
Others Attempting To Steal It. By that time, I was
exhausted. We had already spent eight years of our health and
resources dealing with an escalating series of private and
governmental developmental maneuvers. Naturally, I wanted to
hand off any potential opportunities in Clarksburg or
Bridgeport—opportunities that could have delivered meaningful
progress for West Virginia—to others within the State. But I
couldn’t. The reasons were already clear: I had become the
only proven, reliable, and trustworthy figure for such outside
interest in West Virginia. And that trust, for better or
worse, continued to land squarely on me. Some will look through this
extensive website—its images, accounts, and documentation—in
hopes of identifying those behind the opportunities once
intended for Clarksburg and Bridgeport. Opportunities that
should have belonged to the people. One example among many is
Descendants, Goulash, The
Curious, Trains, Lakes and Automobiles. Yet both of our European
friends, the first in 2007 and the second in 2011, had already
witnessed the developmental antics surrounding us—antics they
openly described as “criminal constructs.” They also saw the
societal, physical, and financial devastation inflicted upon
us, devastation for which no one was ever held accountable. Ultimately, this is what
overshadowed and undermined all the positive work we had
accomplished. Everything achieved, everything hoped for, fell
into the same pattern familiar to so many West Virginians:
without integrity and accountability, nothing truly moves
forward. And so, we felt an obligation to the people to
continue on—despite everything—which leads us to May of 2014.
I had already researched
the German Neurosurgeon that
had created the Pro Disc Artificial Spinal Disc.
We then
landed in Bavaria during May for my then Spinal Surgery. My friend Dirk and
his wife were taken back, asking me how did I find said Neurosurgeon?? I had performed my own research and ascertained
said German
Neurosurgeon
had Engineered the PRO DISC ARTIFICIAL SPINAL DISC along with
all the Surgical Tools.
I doing such research again in 2017 for my wife's Cervical
Spinal Discs. Then again for her
Surgical Implants for both her hands in 2018. Then her right
knee in 2020 after none wanted to touch her. After we returned from my
German surgery in May 2014, we were told that my operation had
“changed everything" we were now in danger and that I “knew too much.” Months later, in January
2015, my wife was prescribed the generic drug Levofloxacin for
a simple ear infection. She felt pain shortly after starting
the medication and called the urgent care clinic to report it.
She was told the reaction was normal and to finish the
prescription. Nine days later, she was
bedfast—unable to move—and her health was devastated for life. By July 2015, we fled our
beautiful estate in Bridgeport, West Virginia, and began anew
in our home near Asheville, North Carolina—where we intended
to Transfer the Flag
in regard to all our effort's, European friends, and others, to
this new home and region, but we first had to restore and improve
the long-neglected NC property. The issue was this: The generic
Levofloxacin she had been given in January 2015 was continuing
to do its damage
where my wife does not complain
,where she would crawl on all fours at times rather than admit
that her right foot was killing her.
From November 2016 through
October 2020, she would undergo seven surgeries—both in
America and in Europe—resulting in seven titanium surgical
implants throughout her body: in her foot, neck, hands, and
knee.
Compounding it all was
a violent fall I suffered at a hotel in September 2018, adding
yet another layer of physical and financial strain to the
ordeal we were already facing.
We never failed at anything we set out to do—our 1961 Imperial
being the first proof of it. Before her cervical spine surgery my wife’s head hung down to the left, and
only her neck muscles could lift it enough for her to breathe
or eat.
When we landed at the
Munich Airport in October 2017, she was in such
extreme pain that she nearly fainted. She only wanted
to sit in the rental car and sleep, completely drained
and overwhelmed. On
November 7, 2017, she underwent spinal surgery. Her medical
results speaks for itself:
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